Heaven's Chosen Bar the Gate, Defying Fate to Enter the Sect
The atmosphere in the square suddenly froze. Then, the elder gave a deep shout—
"Match 9: Zhao Xinyu vs. Rong Yangyun!"
Instantly, countless eyes converged on the arena.
Zhao Xinyu slowly stepped onto the stage, dressed in a white dress, her eyes clear yet concealing a hint of determination. Although her cultivation was only at the Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm, since she began cultivating the "Soul Blade Void-Breaking Art," her aura had become sharp and piercing, radiating a chilling sharpness.
Opposite him, Rong Yangyun strode forward, his black robes fluttering, spiritual Spiritual Qi surging beneath his feet. His cultivation at the Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm was like a mountain pressing down, and just his presence alone made many outer disciples hold their breath, their hearts feeling as if they were being crushed by an invisible force.
Rong Yangyun's gaze was cold, a hint of disdain on his lips. "Zhao Xinyu, although you are a rising star among the outer sect disciples, it's a pity you're two minor realms short. Today, in this battle, I'll show you what true Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation looks like."
Zhao Xinyu lightly clenched her slender hand, and soul light gathered at her fingertips, slowly revealing a transparent, crystal-like soul blade. Her voice was cold and clear. "The difference in realm is not absolute; victory or defeat lies between life and death."
Before the words were even finished, their auras exploded outwards!
On the arena, a storm of soul power swept outwards.
Rong Yangyun made the first move. He formed hand seals, and a dark soul shadow suddenly appeared behind him, shaped like a giant eagle with wings spanning several feet, emitting a piercing shriek. He raised his hand and swung out a long black soul whip, which swept out like a crack in the night sky, stirring up endless vortexes and striking Zhao Xinyu.
Zhao Xinyu's figure flashed, and she activated her soul blade with her Spiritual Sense.
Soul Blade Void-Breaking Art: Soul Blade First Appearance!
The soul blade in her hand transformed into a dazzling white light, slashing towards the oncoming soul power whip.
Boom!!!
In an instant, light and shadow intertwined on the arena, black whip shadows clashed with white blades, and a violent roar erupted. The aftershocks of energy swept around, causing the protective array's light screen to flicker wildly.
The disciples watching the battle gasped in astonishment.
"Junior Sister Zhao actually took a direct hit from a fully-fledged Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation attack?!"
"Is she courting death?"
Amidst the dust and smoke, Zhao Xinyu took a small step back, but stood firmly, her gaze growing increasingly resolute.
The arena roared and trembled, and a surge of spiritual energy rolled like the sea.
Rong Yangyun sneered and stepped down, instantly cracking the arena floor. The Soul Shadow Giant Eagle swooped down, its wings flapping, creating a black whirlwind. Within the whirlwind, countless black feathers condensed into soul blades, falling like a torrential downpour, blotting out the sky, and rushing straight towards Zhao Xinyu.
Each black feather crackled with arcs of dark electricity, accompanied by chilling whispers, as if it wanted to tear her consciousness apart!
"Zhao Xinyu, you're only at the mid-stage of Soul Foundation, yet you dare to challenge me?!" Rong Yangyun laughed loudly, his voice like thunder.
Zhao Xinyu's expression was icy, and she did not back down in the slightest. She suddenly raised her sword, and her soul power surged wildly within her body. In an instant, her white dress fluttered wildly, and her eyes were like cold stars.
Soul Blade Void-Breaking Art: Illusory Blade Shadow Split!
With a flick of her soul blade, dozens of icy white sword shadows instantly split out, transforming into a dazzling barrier of flowing light, layer upon layer like a curtain of frost, intercepting the black feathers falling from the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sword shadows and black feathers collided wildly in the air, exploding into countless energy vortexes with a deafening roar like thunder. The protective array's light barrier was blasted so brightly that the spectating disciples couldn't help but cover their ears and widen their eyes.
"How terrifying... That was a full-force attack from someone Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation!"
"Junior Sister Zhao actually blocked it?!"
However, Rong Yangyun snorted coldly, his hands suddenly clasped together, and the giant eagle of soul shadow behind him let out a shrill cry. Its body suddenly solidified, transforming into a pitch-black giant claw that covered the arena, and slammed down.
The entire arena was instantly shrouded in endless darkness!
Zhao Xinyu felt a tightness in her chest, as if even her breath was being held captive. At this critical moment between life and death, her Soul Blade suddenly erupted with dazzling starlight, the spiritual patterns on the sword body shimmering like countless stars, and a clear whistle tore through the heavens and earth.
Soul Blade Void-Breaking Art: Ice Blade Soul Rend!
She suddenly swung her sword, and a silver-white Sword Qi shot straight into the sky, Sword Qi an extremely cold frost that instantly froze the surrounding void.
The black claws collided with the silver-white Sword Qi, and with a deafening roar, the entire arena shook violently, sending debris flying and the light screen flashing wildly, as if even the heavens and earth had been torn open.
The black claw gradually collapsed, turning into countless black fragments of light that dissipated!
Zhao Xinyu's breathing was slightly disordered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she stood proudly, her white dress fluttering, and the sharpness of her soul blade undiminished, like the cold light under the moon.
Rong Yangyun's face darkened, his eyes finally turning serious. "Fine, very well! Zhao Xinyu, you've truly angered me!"
The arena fell silent.
Rong Yangyun suddenly spread his arms wide, and the Soul Shadow Giant Eagle roared, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long pitch-black whirlwind that instantly darkened the sky, as if the entire arena had been dragged into endless night. Countless dark runes flickered within the storm, like chains of curses, sealing off all escape routes.
"Zhao Xinyu, this is my true soul skill—[Black Wing Soul-Annihilating Wind]! Your Fate Soul will end at this moment!"
As the black wings trembled, countless jet-black wind blades, carrying the power to World Extinguisher, poured down, causing the entire arena to collapse!
In the stands, countless disciples gasped in shock, and even some elders couldn't help but focus their attention, fearing that Zhao Xinyu might perish.
However, Zhao Xinyu's eyes were as firm as ice at this moment. She gripped the Soul Blade tightly, her soul power surging violently around her, and a ring of ripples suddenly exploded beneath her feet.
Soul Blade Void-Breaking Art - Fourth Level: Frost Soul Forbidden Domain!
In an instant, the arena froze solid.
Countless frost sword patterns spread out from beneath her feet, covering the entire arena and condensing into a silver ice crystal domain in the void. She stood in the heart of ice, like the lord of snow and moon, her robes fluttering and her eyes cold.
"Rong Yangyun, I will not be defeated today!"
With a clear whistle, she raised her sword and slashed out, causing an endless cold wave to erupt in the Frost Domain!
--Soul Wave Spreads!
A circular shockwave, carrying an extremely cold frost, spread out from her body, instantly freezing the space within ten feet, turning the air into crystalline ice blades that rushed straight towards Rong Yangyun's black wing storm.
Boom--!!!
The moment the black storm collided with the silver ice domain, the heavens and earth shattered completely!
Two Ultimate forces, pitch black and silver white, clashed in mid-air, instantly tearing apart the void. The deafening roar shattered the eardrums of the spectating disciples, and the protective array's light barrier was violently distorted. Countless black-winged wind blades were frozen in the air, then shattered inch by inch, turning into gray-black dust.
At the same time, Zhao Xinyu's Soul Wave Impact spread like a torrent, layer upon layer, directly impacting Rong Yangyun's Fate Soul!
Rong Yangyun roared, the Soul Shadow Giant Eagle let out a mournful cry, the Black Wing Storm gradually dissipated, and the protective Soul Shadow shattered inch by inch!
"How is that possible... You're only at the mid-stage of Soul Foundation!"
Bang!!!
With a final, deafening roar, the Blackwing Storm completely collapsed, and Rong Yangyun was blasted ten feet away, crashing heavily onto the arena, blood gushing from his chest.
Zhao Xinyu was also breathing heavily, her face was pale, and her soul power was greatly depleted, but she still stood tall in the center of the ice domain, her soul blade still sharp.
On the arena, she stood alone, proud and unyielding.
The entire audience was shocked!
"Junior Sister Zhao... won!"
"How is this possible! She's clearly only at the mid-stage of the Soul Foundation!"
"Incredible... Her Soul Blade Technique actually withstood an Ultimate Soul Skill at the Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation!"
On the elders' platform, several elders of the White Cloud Sect exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise and relief.
Zhao Xinyu slowly sheathed her soul blade, her chest rising and falling slightly, but her expression was incredibly resolute. Her name shone brightly on the light screen, listed among the inner disciples!
On the arena, as Rong Yangyun collapsed to the ground, the entire place fell into a moment of deathly silence, which was then suddenly erupted into a deafening roar.
Zhao Xinyu wins!
The moment Elder Hongsheng announced, the light screen on the White Cloud Sect's plaza lit up again, her name shining brightly, making her the ninth outer disciple to enter the inner sect.
"Incredible! A mid-stage Soul Foundation defeated a fully- Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation!"
"This battle will likely be recorded in the sect's history!"
"Junior Sister Zhao is too strong! No wonder she's someone who works by Senior Brother Qin Yu's side!"
The disciples were abuzz with discussion, their eyes filled with both shock and envy, pushing the atmosphere of the entire White Cloud Sect to its peak.
However, the next moment, the elder's voice resounded through the sky once again:
"The final battle— Qin Yu, Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm, versus Luo Chuan, Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm!"
Boom!!!
The entire sect plaza erupted like a volcano in an instant!
Countless disciples leaped to their feet, their eyes burning with fervor as they gazed toward the arena, their breaths rapid, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"Qin Yu versus Luo Chuan! This is about to be a life-or-death clash between sworn enemies!"
"That's right. Back in the Cloud-Leveling Hall, Qin Yu defeated Luo Chuan. Now that they're both in the White Cloud Sect, this battle is bound to be a bloody one!"
"But... the difference in their cultivation levels is too great! Luo Chuan has already reached the Major Accomplishment of Soul Foundation, while Qin Yu is only at the Mid-Stage of Soul Foundation. Can he really withstand it?"
Amidst the crowd, a disciple clenched his fist and whispered, "But Qin Yu creates miracles in every battle! Perhaps... this time, he can shock the entire sect too!"
Meanwhile, on the elders' platform, the eyes of several inner sect elders flickered slightly, clearly showing their great anticipation for this duel. Even Sect Master Xiao Yinshan's gaze was deep as he slowly spoke, "This battle... will determine more than just the fate of outer sect disciples."
The atmosphere in the square was completely electric.
On one side is Luo Chuan, hailed as a "rising star of the inner sect," backed by royal blood, whose strength and background are unfathomable.
On the other side is Qin Yu, who has risen against all odds in just two years. He entered the White Cloud Sect as a disciple of the Cloud-Leveling Hall, shocking countless people along the way. Now he is challenging a powerful enemy who is a whole minor realm higher than him.
Countless disciples held their breath, watching intently as the two figures in the center of the arena clashed.
This battle will be the most shocking one in the White Cloud Sect's outer sect competition, and it will also be the beginning of the fateful Ultimate showdown between Qin Yu and Luo Chuan.
In the center of the plaza, thousands of disciples held their breath, their eyes fixed on the arena. The elder in charge of enforcement spoke in a booming voice:
"Qin Yu — Luo Chuan! Come up on stage!"
A gust of wind swept through, parting the crowd. Two figures slowly approached from different directions.
Luo Chuan, dressed in a black and gold robe, exuded a chilling aura. The long sword on his back trembled faintly, and the spiritual light emanating from its scabbard resembled a black flame that devoured everything. His steps were steady, each one carrying arrogance and oppression. His aura as Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm was undisguised, sweeping across the entire area like a tidal wave crashing against the shore, causing cold sweat to bead on the foreheads of the weaker disciples and a tightness in their chests.
On the other side, Qin Yu stood tall and elegant, his Black Bone War Spear slowly resting on the ground, a chilling glint flashing from its shaft. His expression was calm, his eyes like stars, his steps unhurried, as if the entire world moved with his breath. That understated composure sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.
The moment the two stepped onto the ring, the air seemed to freeze completely.
Luo Chuan sneered, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his voice chilling and sharp:
"Qin Yu, you were lucky in the battle at the Cloud-Leveling Hall. Today, in the White Cloud Sect, you are doomed to die!"
Qin Yu's expression remained unchanged, his eyes sharp as knives. He brandished his spear, the tip emitting a muffled boom. "Luo Chuan, you were defeated by me that day, do you still remember that humiliation? Very well, then I will make you lose again, so you will never have a chance to rise again."
Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and a chilling killing intent burst forth. He slowly drew the long sword from behind him. With a clear "clang," the sword light soared into the sky, and the black sword was surrounded by crimson fire-like spiritual patterns. Each pattern was like a flame crawling on the sword, with coldness and rage intertwined. The sword intent instantly swept across the entire area.
"Hmph, a bandit from a remote mountain village is still a bandit!" Luo Chuan sneered, flicking his sword tip, causing the air to explode with a sharp bang.
This time, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!
Qin Yu remained indifferent, uttering two words softly. "Bring it on."
Boom!!!
Two massive bursts of Spiritual Qi erupted suddenly, and the auras of the black spear and the longsword collided in the center of the arena, instantly creating a towering Spiritual Qi storm that resembled a collapsing mountain, causing all the disciples around the plaza to tremble violently!
The stone slabs of the arena cracked inch by inch. Sword and spear lights collided in mid-air, bursting forth with thousands of dazzling blades of light that fell like shattered stars, a breathtaking sight.
With the elder's command, "Begin!"
Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly raised his longsword.
Boom--!
In an instant, the sword's cry resounded through the heavens. The longsword, entirely black with crimson patterns, suddenly erupted with a monstrous sword light. Its momentum surged forth like a volcano bursting apart, the crimson-black sword light transforming into a torrent that swept down from the heavens and earth. Within the sword light, countless ferocious ghostly figures seemed to roar out, accompanied by flames and black mist churning in mid-air. The air was instantly ignited, and the entire area above the arena transformed into a crimson-black sword domain!
In an instant, a fierce storm raged, and the light and darkness of the world changed drastically. The sword light fell like a meteor, leaving a long trail of flames that illuminated the entire scene. The explosive shockwaves turned into countless fragments of light and flame, like a barrage of artillery fire on a battlefield.
The disciples watching the battle trembled violently, feeling as if the sword before them would shatter the arena and Qin Yu together!
--boom!!!
Qin Yu did not retreat. His arms suddenly trembled, and the Black Bone War Spear swept horizontally. The tip of the spear burst out with black light, like the gaping maw of an abyss.
The spear pierced the air, creating countless black cracks, and gray mist surged on its body, as if dragging out countless chains of the Styx River.
"Drink!"
Qin Yu let out a low shout, and his Black Bone War Spear light head-on. The spear tip and the sword light collided with a loud crash.
In an instant, the entire arena erupted with a deafening roar!
Like a meteorite striking the earth, the point of impact between the sword and the spear suddenly exploded with dazzling platinum light, shooting into the sky. The surging energy wave tore dozens of ripples through the defensive array surrounding the arena!
The disciples watching the battle were stunned, their bodies going numb. Some were even hit by the aftershocks of the Sword Qi energy, their clothes torn instantly, their faces filled with horror.
Rumble!!!
Crimson and Black Bone Spear in mid-air, transforming into countless crisscrossing energy blades that swept across all directions. On the arena, the stone slabs were completely cracked, and dust filled the air, as if a destructive storm had descended.
Luo Chuan gripped his longsword tightly with both hands, his killing intent surging like the sea. "Qin Yu, you cannot withstand this sword strike!"
Qin Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and as his spear trembled, his voice boomed like thunder. "You want to kill me? You're not enough!"
--boom!!!
The light from the sword and spear exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into countless fragments of light and flame that scattered like a collapsing galaxy, leaving all the disciples in the White Cloud Sect square stunned!
On the arena, before the aftershocks of the sword and spear clash had completely dissipated, Luo Chuan's figure reappeared.
His spiritual power suddenly erupted, and he raised his black longsword high above his head, transforming into a demon god standing in the center of the arena.
"Qin Yu, this is my true sword!"
Boom!!!
In an instant, Luo Chuan's Sword Qi surged like a raging sea, and the crimson-black sword light transformed into a boundless sword domain. A Crimson Blood Devil Moon suddenly appeared above the entire arena, its light as if rising from the depths of hell, illuminating the heavens and the earth.
Under the illumination of the Devil Moon, thousands of sword shadows suddenly condensed and fell one after another from the void rift, like a storm of swords, covering the sky and rushing straight towards Qin Yu.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, intertwining crimson and black, each sword shadow trailing scorching flames and chilling black mist, like a burning meteor shower pouring down.
The air was completely torn apart, the defensive array trembled violently amidst the roar, and the light screen flashed wildly, as if it could be shattered at any moment!
The disciples watching the battle were utterly shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief, unable to breathe.
"My God... Is this the true strength of Luo Chuan, an inner disciple?"
"This sword power is at least equivalent to the strongest killing move of the Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm! How can Qin Yu withstand it!"
In the center of the arena, Qin Yu's battle armor fluttered in the wind, and the coldness in his eyes was stirred by the gale.
He stared intently at the storm of swords raining down from the sky, Black Bone War Spear in his hand suddenly trembled, the tip of the spear trailing a hideous crack of light.
--Boom!
Swords rained down like a raging storm, the Devil Moon hung high, and the world was filled with Luo Chuan's sword aura, as if all living beings were about to be swallowed up by this sword domain!
Qin Yu simply raised his spear slowly, the tip pointing forward. His figure remained unmoved amidst the rain of swords, like a proud and indestructible god, preparing to meet this devastating second wave of attacks.
The Crimson Blood Devil Moon shone between heaven and earth, and sword rain poured down like millions of meteors.
The sonic booms from countless Spiritual Qi explosions on the arena were continuous, like rolling thunder. The entire White Cloud Sect square was shaken. The disciples watching the battle held their breath, their hearts aching from the pressure of the sword force.
Qin Yu's expression was cold and stern, his chest heaving violently. He knew that if he retreated even a fraction of a second, he would be completely overwhelmed.
"Black Bone War Spear - Spirit Spear Heaven-Guiding Art!"
Boom!!!
In an instant, the Spiritual Qi within Qin Yu's body erupted like a volcano, its fierce aura impacting all directions. He gripped his spear tightly with both hands, stomped his foot, and his body soared into the air.
The spear tip trembled, black light swirling wildly across the spear shaft. Qin Yu suddenly spun the spear:
--Qi Cyclone Spear Dance!
The boundless Spiritual Qi transformed into a pitch-black whirlwind, soaring into the sky like a tornado, tearing apart the first wave of sword rain!
Sword shadows and whirlwinds clashed repeatedly, sparking intense sparks and deafening explosions. The defensive arrays surrounding the arena roared, causing the spectators to stagger backward!
However, Luo Chuan's swordplay continued!
The crimson and black sword shadows slashed down one after another, like an unending heavenly tribulation, bombarding Qin Yu's whirlwind protective barrier.
A cold glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes. He suddenly gathered strength in his legs, and his entire body abruptly rose into the air, the spear drawing a dazzling black arc in the sky!
"Smash it!!!"
Heaven-Guiding Strike!
Boom!!!
Qin Yu frantically gathered all the Spiritual Qi in his dantian into the spear, and suddenly slashed down.
The spearhead instantly erupted with a destructive arc of spiritual light, like a bolt of black lightning, sweeping across the entire arena!
The curved blade collided violently with Luo Chuan's storm of swords, and space was completely torn apart in an instant!
Countless sword shadows were shattered, the crimson and black sword light collapsed, and flames and black mist swirled, roaring in the void like the fury of a thousand horses!
Boom--!!!
The entire arena shook violently, and the huge shockwave blew the disciples watching from all sides back several meters, their robes fluttering in the wind.
Qin Yu's spear slashed down like a war god descending from the moon, tearing Luo Chuan's overwhelming rain of swords in two under the watchful eyes of countless disciples!
The Crimson Blood Devil Moon trembled violently, shattered with a crash, and vanished without a trace.
The square was deathly silent; everyone stared in disbelief.
"My God... Qin Yu... he directly clashed with Luo Chuan's sword domain!"
"That's the Limit sword technique of the Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm! He's only at the Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm!"
On the arena, the aftershocks of swords and spears still rippled. Qin Yu was breathing heavily, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were incredibly determined.
He raised his spear, staring coldly at Luo Chuan opposite him, his voice deep and domineering:
"Luo Chuan, is this what you call a sure-kill move? Nothing special."
On the arena, the Crimson Blood Sword Domain shattered, forcing Luo Chuan to retreat repeatedly. His sword armor fluttered violently, his face was ashen, and his eyes blazed with fury.
"Qin Yu, do you really think you can fight alongside me Luo Chuan, with your Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm? Today, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"
Boom!!!
With a roar, Luo Chuan raised his longsword high, instantly turning the entire sky blood red!
The sword's cry was like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, and the sword light transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long crimson flame, condensing in mid-air and finally converging into a crimson demonic sword that spanned the heavens and the earth!
Heaven and earth trembled, and the void crumbled.
The countless patterns on the Crimson Blood Demon Sword wriggled like living things, each one shimmering with a dark red light that devoured souls.
At this moment, all the disciples around the square changed color, and some of the weaker ones even had their knees go weak from the sword's power and almost knelt down on the spot.
"That's— the Luo Family's forbidden sword technique, 'Blood Moon Annihilation'!"
"He's gone mad! This is a deadly move that disregards his own foundation! He actually used such a technique in an outer sect competition!"
The elders' expressions changed drastically, but they did not intervene; they all watched the scene intently.
Luo Chuan roared to the sky, his voice booming like thunder:
"Qin Yu, you shall perish beneath this Blood Moon Sword!"
Boom!!!!!!
The Crimson Blood Demon Sword slashed down!
The sword light fell like a blood moon, accompanied by a deafening roar that tore through the heavens and earth, instantly covering the entire arena.
Wherever the sword light passed, space shattered like a mirror, and the sword's power crushed the void, as if it wanted to wipe Qin Yu off the face of the earth!
The defensive array around the arena trembled violently, almost torn apart.
The storm of Sword Qi energy swept across the entire area. The disciples could only desperately maintain their protective spiritual Spiritual Qi, their eyes reflecting the fallen blood moon blade, their hearts chilled to the bone.
Qin Yu looked up at the destructive sword light, his long hair flying in the fierce sword wind, but his eyes did not flinch in the slightest.
He gripped the spear tightly, and his spiritual Spiritual Qi erupted, flowing around him like black lightning.
Luo Chuan —do you really think I'm afraid of you?
With a thunderous stomp, the arena shattered, and he soared into the air like a black meteor, his Black Bone War Spear burning with dark spiritual light, directly meeting the falling blood moon sword light!
Boom!!!!!!
Swords and spears clashed, and the heavens and earth changed color!
The entire White Cloud Sect plaza seemed to be torn in two. The violent shockwave transformed into a hurricane, sweeping wildly for dozens of miles. The disciples were shaken so badly that they could barely open their eyes.
As the blood moon clashed with the black spear, the world was plunged into a deathly silence and an atmosphere of destruction.
Boom boom boom!!!
The crimson sword light, like a blood moon falling to earth, engulfed everything. Qin Yu's gaze was icy, he gritted his teeth and roared, his spiritual power surging wildly within him like a tidal wave.
"Mystic Origin Wind-Wielding Art - Wind Blade Slash!"
Swish!!!
Suddenly, an invisible wind blade slashed out from in front of the spear, as fast as lightning, as if even the air itself was being cut into pieces! The wind blade was extremely sharp, carrying a fierce whistling sound, and slashed straight at Luo Chuan's Blood Moon Sword Shadow.
However, that wasn't enough! Qin Yu's eyes narrowed, and his inner energy erupted like a volcano. He suddenly raised his spear and roared:
"Whirlwind Space-Rending - Open!"
Boom!!!
On the arena, a storm suddenly swept across the heavens and earth! The gale turned into a vortex, and the airflow condensed into a ten-zhang-long vortex of wind blades, like a wind hell composed of countless blades, crashing fiercely into the blood-red sword light.
Boom------
The heavens and earth roared!
The blood-moon sword light collided violently with the storm vortex, instantly exploding into an extremely dazzling light! The arena's protective array was shaken and roared repeatedly, and the surrounding disciples screamed and retreated, their eyes almost unable to look directly at the destructive brilliance.
Sword Qi and wind blades intertwined, crimson and azure light tearing at each other wildly, like two Gods and Devils battling in the sky. The storm vortex constantly tore apart the blood-red sword light, and wind blades pierced through it, each cut producing a loud booming sound!
Puff--!
Luo Chuan's body jolted violently, forced back several steps by wave after wave of whirlwind blades. His clothes were slashed in several places, and blood splattered from his chest! His eyes widened in horror—he never expected that Qin Yu could actually withstand the forbidden sword technique of his Luo Family!
However, Qin Yu himself wasn't much better off.
The aftershocks of the blood-moon sword light were like knives and axes, slashing fiercely at him. With a "poof," Qin Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest burning with pain from the shock, his Spiritual Qi churning as if it had been shattered, and he staggered, almost falling over.
The square fell silent instantly.
"He... he actually blocked Luo Chuan's killing move!"
"How is it possible that someone who is only at the Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm can directly Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm!"
Countless disciples were stunned into silence, their eyes fixed on the blood-soaked youth standing ramrod straight on the arena.
Qin Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spear in hand, his eyes still as resolute as ever.
He slowly raised his head, his voice low and deep, yet it resonated throughout the audience:
"Luo Chuan, you want me to perish... I'm afraid you're not qualified!"
Luo Chuan's chest heaved violently, the crimson light burning in his eyes seeming to evaporate his pupils. He gripped the Crimson Blood Spirit Sword tightly, his maniacal laughter echoing across the arena, filled with boundless hatred and madness.
"Qin Yu! You actually managed to injure me? Fine! Today I'll let you taste the true power of a desperate situation!!"
Boom!!!
In an instant, Luo Chuan's Spiritual Qi surged dramatically! His crimson sword intent soared into the heavens, sweeping across the arena and instantly staining the world with a oppressive crimson hue. Countless outer disciples felt a tightness in their chests, as if their hearts were being pinned down by an invisible sword blade.
"My Innate Desperate Realm — Blood Moon Heavenly Descent!"
Click!!
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, and a crimson moon appeared from the void, as if a sea of blood had been turned upside down, with a blood moon pressing down. Countless blood lights condensed around Luo Chuan into a vast blood-red sword domain, instantly draining the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, leaving everything desolate.
Within the sword domain, countless sword shadows appeared, like a celestial river pouring down, transforming into a destructive torrent, all locking onto Qin Yu!
At that moment, the barrier surrounding the arena was subjected to a frenzied attack, with a deafening roar and the light screen constantly twisting and deforming, threatening to collapse at any moment.
The disciples watching from the outside were all pale-faced and breathing rapidly, their Spiritual Sense suppressed so much that they couldn't even lift their heads.
"This... this is a forbidden technique of the Luo Family! He actually used his Innate Desperate Realm skill on the dueling stage!"
"Qin Yu is finished! Even a fellow Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm expert would find it difficult to survive this attack!"
The blood-moon sword shadows fell wildly like a torrent, completely engulfing the world where Qin Yu stood. The entire arena trembled, as if it were enduring an apocalyptic catastrophe.
Amidst countless terrified gazes, Luo Chuan's eyes were bloodshot and demonic, his voice as cold as ice. "Qin Yu, you dare to offend my honor Luo Chuan! You will die today!"
Boom!!!
The blood-moon sword shadows fell like a galaxy, and countless crimson sword lights transformed into billions of streams of flame, all crashing down on Qin Yu. The arena was instantly shrouded in blood, as if it were the end of the world.
However, Qin Yu remained calm and composed, his eyes cold and sharp. He suddenly raised the Black Bone War Spear in his hand and roared:
"Qi Shield Spear Wall!"
In an instant, a surge of powerful Spiritual Qi erupted from his body, instantly condensing into a semi-transparent shield in front of him. The Black Bone War Spear then spun, transforming into a towering spear, and the spiritual light around him transformed into layers of vortexes, forming a defense as solid as an impregnable wall.
The crimson sword shadow slammed into the shield, sparks flew, and a deafening explosion shook the surface of the shield, yet it managed to withstand the first wave of impact.
However, Luo Chuan's Blood Moon Sword Domain was too terrifying; the sword shadows kept overlapping and pressing down, and the shield's light quickly dimmed. Qin Yu's eyes sharpened, and with a turn of his left hand, the Spirit Awakening Sword was unsheathed, and the spirit pearl on the hilt suddenly shone brightly.
"Spirit Protection Screen!"
Suddenly, another layer of pure cyan light appeared, enveloping Qin Yu's entire body. The cyan light was crystal clear, like a thin mist, yet it was indestructible under the bombardment of countless blood swords, managing to hold him off for several breaths.
The moment the azure light shattered, Qin Yu had already leaped out, his sword flashing, and thrust out fiercely:
"Spirit Wind Thrust!"
The sword tip condensed countless wind Spiritual Qi, transforming into a sharp, bluish-white spear of light that pierced the air with a whistling sonic boom. Boom! The spear of light accurately struck the core of the torrent of blood sword energy, unleashing a violent shockwave that momentarily halted Luo Chuan's sword momentum and forced him back half a step!
Qin Yu's eyes turned cold, and his Spiritual Qi surged forth. The Black Bone War Spear in his hand emitted a deafening hum. He roared to the sky, and his Fate Soul and the law of wind suddenly merged into one. He controlled the storm in the world, which swept across the entire arena.
"Mystic Wind Soul-Annihilating Slash!"
--boom!!!
In an instant, a massive wind blade slashed out from the sky. The wind blade seemed to be formed from the laws of heaven and earth, and its sharpness was mixed with violent lightning, forming a destructive blade of wind and thunder!
Wherever the wind blade passed, space was torn into dark cracks, and the air seemed to freeze instantly. Boom! Countless blood swords collapsed instantly before the wind blade, turning into shattered blood-red smoke.
The Wind and Lightning Soul-Annihilating Slash, like a colossal blade reaching the heavens, struck Luo Chuan fiercely!
Boom--!!!
A bloody gash instantly exploded on Luo Chuan's chest, his protective spiritual Spiritual Qi was completely shattered, and blood mist flew everywhere. He was thrown away by an overwhelming force and crashed heavily at the end of the arena. He spat out blood, his face was deathly pale, his body trembled, and he could barely stand!
The entire room fell silent.
At this moment, all the disciples stared in disbelief at the young man on the arena— Qin Yu!
With his Middle Stage of the Soul Foundation Realm cultivation, he withstood Luo Chuan 'Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm Innate Desperate Realm skill and repelled Luo Chuan with the Mystic Wind Soul-Annihilating Slash!
However--
Luo Chuan stubbornly held on, his eyes bloodshot, blood dripping from his mouth, as he roared:
"I... haven't given up yet!!"
His body swayed precariously, but he still gripped the sword tightly in his hand, as if he were about to fight to the death at any moment.
Qin Yu, spear in hand, shouted coldly, his voice piercing the silence of the battlefield like a sharp blade:
"Still not admitting defeat? If you don't want to die, then admit defeat and get lost, or else..."
The spearhead pointed directly at Luo Chuan, black light flickering, Spiritual Qi surging around him. His aura remained calm, yet it exuded a chilling killing intent. The disciples below held their breath, all eyes focused on this moment.
Luo Chuan's face was contorted with rage, blood splattered across his chest, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Qin Yu, his voice hoarse yet filled with madness:
"Admit defeat? Haha... Qin Yu, don't even think about it! Today, it's either you or me who lives!"
The next moment, Luo Chuan suddenly bit into and crushed a crimson crystal core in his mouth!
Boom!!!
The Soul Crystal Core exploded in an instant, releasing energy comparable to the collapse of a mountain. A pillar of light, interwoven with crimson and pitch-black light, shot straight into the sky, instantly tearing apart the clouds above the arena and transforming them into a massive vortex!
Countless crimson runes, like demonic curses, appeared all over Luo Chuan's body. His meridians swelled, and his flesh seemed about to burst at any moment, but this power held him upright.
The world suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Then—a deafening explosion!
Luo Chuan's Spiritual Qi completely ignited, transforming into a layer of blood-red battle armor covering his entire body. Blood-red flames danced wildly, and the sword in his hand twisted and deformed, transforming into a giant crimson sword with blood-red light flowing like magma on its blade. The sword's cry was deafening, as if the entire world was called the Sword Domain!
The disciples below the stage all paled as they watched Luo Chuan's aura surge wildly, instantly breaking through the Limit of the Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm and forcibly climbing to a level close to the Initial Stage of the True Spirit Realm!
On the arena, the space trembled, shattered spiritual light fell like raindrops, and the air seemed to boil, as if it could be incinerated by this terrifying sword intent at any moment.
"Qin Yu!!"
Luo Chuan roared, his voice like thunder, and raised his sword high. Behind him appeared a giant sword shadow formed from blood and flames, thousands of feet high. With a booming sound, it seemed to cleave the entire White Cloud Sect square in two!
Rumble!!!
The moment the crimson giant sword struck, the world turned blood red, the sky seemed to be dyed red, the ground rumbled and shook, the sword light stretched for thousands of feet, and wherever it passed, space cracked into huge black holes, as if even time and cause and effect were shattered!
This sword strike was no longer an ordinary technique, but a destructive slash imbued with the power of a strange Soul Crystal Core, enough to annihilate all cultivators of the same level!
The disciples below the stage screamed in terror:
"This... this is Luo Chuan? How could his power... have already surpassed the Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm!"
"That's... Soul Crystal Core! He used a forbidden item!"
Countless people were so shocked that they trembled. Only a few elders, including Sect Master Xiao Yinshan, narrowed their eyes but did not immediately intervene. Instead, they stared intently at Qin Yu, wanting to see how he would deal with this overwhelming calamity.
In the center of the arena, Qin Yu's aura surged, his eyes flashing with cold light. He gripped the Black Bone War Spear tightly, his gaze piercing.
"Soul Crystal Core... Luo Chuan, you've finally taken this step."
On the arena, Luo Chuan's Bloodflame Greatsword crashed down, carrying a world-destroying pressure that completely enveloped Qin Yu. Rolling crimson light surged forth like a sea of fire, sweeping in all directions, as if to tear Qin Yu to ashes!
However, Qin Yu remained as steady as Mount Tai, completely unmoved.
Under the oppressive force of the blood-flame sword shadow, his eyes were as cold as knives, and his lips moved slightly as he uttered a deep, resonant sound:
"Ring Spear - Realm Splitting - One Spear Rends the Void!"
Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!
The next moment, the Black Bone War Spear was ignited by gray light and Spiritual Qi at the same time. An unprecedented beam of dark gray light suddenly burst forth from the spearhead, shooting straight into the sky! The power gathered at the spearhead compressed the space to the extreme, and the entire arena suddenly shook. The surrounding air seemed to be forcibly sucked out, emitting a piercing cracking sound.
Then—the spearhead suddenly thrust out!
A loud "crack" resounded—the sound of heaven and earth being torn apart. Where the spear tip pointed, space exploded violently, forming a massive, pitch-black rift. Countless streams of gray light and fragments of collapsed laws surged along the edges of the rift, as if the entire world had been pierced through by this spear!
In the blink of an eye, before Luo Chuan's blood-flame giant sword could fully strike, it was swallowed up by the spatial rift caused by the gray spear! The sword light, blood flames, and curse runes were all crushed into dust in the collapsing space, like an illusion that had been erased!
Above the arena, light exploded into a vast, white storm, so intense that countless disciples and elders dared not look directly at it.
"Ah!!!..."
Around the plaza, disciples exclaimed in unison, and countless people instinctively closed their eyes, for the light was too intense, as if it were scorching their souls!
Rumble!!!
The burst of light lasted for more than ten breaths, leaving only rumbling and tremors in the world, completely burying the scene on the arena. Even Sect Master Xiao Yinshan frowned, his Spiritual Qi secretly circulating in his hands, ready to make a move at any moment.
Finally--
The blinding light gradually dissipated.
When the scene reappeared, the entire White Cloud Sect Square fell into a deathly silence!
All I saw was --
Qin Yu stood proudly in the center of the arena, spear in one hand, his aura Steady as a Mountain. Though his robes fluttered in the wind, they remained undamaged. The remaining gray light still lingered around him, as if he were the sole ruler of the rift between heaven and earth!
Not far from him, Luo Chuan lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, his face still showing shock and disbelief, but his chest was no longer rising and falling, and his breath had completely dissipated.
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
No one could clearly see what happened on the stage; all they remembered was the earth-shattering light and the space that split open.
Only after a long time did someone whisper in a trembling voice, "Luo Chuan... is dead?"
Boom!!!
These words exploded like a thunderbolt across the White Cloud Sect Square!
Countless disciples and elders were instantly in an uproar, their eyes all focused on the young man's figure on the arena.
At that moment, Qin Yu was like a demon god emerging from the storm of the Realm Splitting, his spear still dripping with residual gray light, as if he were the only being who controlled everything.
The square was deathly silent, as if it had fallen into an icy abyss.
Countless outer and inner disciples stared blankly at the arena. They had just witnessed Luo Chuan burn his Soul Crystal Core, unleashing a terrifying power comparable to the Initial Entry into the True Spirit Realm. That sword strike should have Qin Yu and erased all traces of him, but the outcome completely overturned everyone's understanding.
Luo Chuan is dead!
Qin Yu, however, still stood proudly in the center of the arena, the gray spiritual light dripping from his spearhead resembling the lingering traces of an Annihilation world.
At this moment, all the elders on the viewing platform held their breath, their breathing becoming rapid.
Sect Master Xiao Yinshan slowly rose, his sleeves fluttering slightly. His gaze, deep and unfathomable, was fixed on Qin Yu's figure. He was an unparalleled being in the Middle Stage of the True Spirit Realm. Normally, even if any disciple unleashed their most Ultimate moves, it would be nothing more than child's play in his eyes, something he could see through with perfect clarity.
But this time, for the first time, he was deeply shaken.
"Soul Crystal Core..."
Shock and solemnity appeared in his eyes.
As the sect leader, he immediately recognized the crystal that Luo Chuan burned at the last moment—it was no ordinary object, but a forbidden Soul Crystal Core! It was an evil object that devoured souls and exchanged life for power. Once burned, it could grant cultivators power beyond themselves in a very short time, even allowing them to fight enemies one or two realms higher!
"Even an ordinary Middle Stage of the Mystic Understanding Realm could never kill Luo Chuan, whose Soul Crystal Core was burning, in a single, devastating attack!"
Xiao Yinshan's brows furrowed tightly, his heart churning with turmoil.
His gaze fell on Qin Yu again, and the remaining gray light of the Black Bone War Spear filled him with unprecedented doubt.
What exactly did Qin Yu use?
What secrets are hidden within him?
However, although Xiao Yinshan felt fear in his heart, in an instant, another, deeper emotion arose.
His gaze gradually calmed, becoming as deep and unfathomable as he looked at Qin Yu, and suddenly a hint of undisguised relief and excitement appeared on his face.
"Whatever secrets he may be hiding, this boy is a disciple of our White Cloud Sect, and thus an opportunity for the White Cloud Sect!"
Although his voice was not aloud, it resonated deeply within his heart.
"With such a prodigy in the sect, he will surely one day reign supreme over the entire Great Yan Continent and dominate the whole of Taiyan!"
As his thoughts settled, Xiao Yinshan's already imposing aura grew even heavier, as if he had glimpsed a magnificent future where a young man would rise to power and shake the continent.
Meanwhile, in the plaza, the gazes of countless disciples towards Qin Yu, filled with shock and fear, had subtly changed.
That moment--
Qin Yu was not only a disciple of the White Cloud Sect, but more like a god Gods and Devils who had emerged from Realm Splitting, so imposing that no one dared to look him in the eye.
On the arena, the gray light completely dissipated.
Luo Chuan lay dead in a pool of blood, his eyes still filled with terror and resentment. Even in death, he could not understand why, despite burning his Soul Crystal Core, he was still Annihilation by Qin Yu in a single blow.
The square was silent; millions of people held their breath, as if even heaven and earth were suffocating at the sight.
The elder in charge of the refereeing, Middle Stage of the Mystic Understanding Realm cultivator, was usually incredibly dignified and held the power of life and death in his hands. But now, at this moment, his fingers trembled uncontrollably. He stared at Qin Yu, his throat bobbing, and after a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:
"The... final battle, outer disciple Qin Yu..."
Her voice choked with emotion, echoing across the empty square like a thunderclap.
The elder took a deep breath, his eyes filled with extreme complexity, and finally, trembling, uttered the ending:
"--Victory!"
Boom!!!
The entire stadium erupted in cheers.
Among the outer disciples, countless eyes widened in disbelief, followed by a tidal wave of gasps, and then a deafening roar.
"Senior Brother Qin... won!!!"
"Luo Chuan, who Greater Completion of the Soul Foundation Realm... actually died at Qin Yu's hands!"
"Is this even human? It's practically a demon god defying the heavens!"
The outer disciples' voices were a mixture of fervor and fear. Their gazes toward Qin Yu were no longer simply one of admiration, but rather carried an instinctive fear and dependence.
The inner disciples also wore solemn expressions, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.
"Even the power of the Soul Crystal Core can't withstand it..."
"This young man... if he grows up, he will surely surpass all the geniuses of the inner sect!"
Qin Yu slowly sheathed his Black Bone War Spear, his robes fluttering, his eyes cold and clear. His aura had been concealed, yet he still stood in the center of everyone's vision like an inviolable war god.
At this moment, the atmosphere throughout the White Cloud Sect was completely ignited.
Qin Yu, single-handedly, swept away his enemies and won the most astonishing battle ever!
Sword marks crisscrossed the plaza, bloodstains remained, and the lingering power of the sword's aura still echoed between heaven and earth. The shock in everyone's hearts was difficult to calm down for a long time.
Sect Master Xiao Yinshan slowly rose to his feet. He wore a plain white robe that billowed without wind, and his eyes, like an abyss, swept across the entire square, causing all the disciples to hold their breath and dare not utter a sound.
Xiao Yinshan's voice was clear and resonant, yet it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder:
"The competition for outer disciples to be promoted to inner disciples of the White Cloud Sect has successfully concluded today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the square fell silent. Thousands of disciples looked up and stared at their sect leader.
Xiao Yinshan's gaze was intense as he slowly raised his hand and spoke, word by word:
"Of those who made it to the finals of this competition, six have emerged, all destined to become pillars of the sect's future. Qin Yu, Zhao Xinyu, Yang Zheng, Gongsun Xiyan, Duan Hongzhi, Ji Biling— "
He paused slightly, then shouted loudly:
"From this day forward, you are officially promoted to Inner Disciple! Tomorrow, you must proceed to the Sect's Internal Affairs Hall to collect your Inner Disciple tokens and martial arts competition rewards!"
Boom!!!
The hearts of the thousands of disciples were shaken once again, and the entire square erupted in a tsunami-like roar.
"Senior Brother Qin!"
"Senior Sister Zhao!"
"Senior Brother Yang!"
Congratulations on your promotion to Inner Sect!
The sounds converged into a tidal wave, deafening and earth-shattering, like the roar of thunder, lingering for a long time.
The sect leader's robes fluttered, his imposing aura covering all directions, and he spoke again:
"The White Cloud Sect Outer Disciple Grand Competition has now concluded!"
As soon as the words were spoken, all the elders bowed in unison and said, "We will obey the sect leader's command!"
At this moment, countless outer disciples also shouted in unison, "Respectfully bidding farewell to the Sect Master!"
Xiao Yinshan's figure transformed into a beam of light, carrying the elders as they slowly rose into the air and disappeared into the horizon.
On the plaza, the disciples' shouts gradually subsided, but everyone's heart was still pounding. Today's battle would be etched into the annals of the White Cloud Sect!